Little Velly Northwind’s father was a ghost. Her mother was a conjurer. They raised her ladylike…almost. Little Velly Northwind’s friends were skeletons and bats. She kept spiders in her hair. She played hide-and-seek with cats. Little Velly Northwind didn’t need to wish for many things. She had every monster she could want, every magic potion … Continue reading →

I love American Scream. Have you seen it? Of the three families the documentary follows, only for one person do the film makers ask why Halloween means so much to him. For the others, why seems answered with a quick “it’s fun” sort of answer and that’s it. Victor though didn’t get to celebrate Halloween … Continue reading →

“Not all angels are gold and light,” her mother often said. “Some are dark and, oh, don’t forget–they commune with the dead.” The little girl walked quietly, listening close and nodding her head. The two walked through the graveyard gates to see that grandmother was fed. “Now darling daughter, don’t be shy. There is no … Continue reading →

A raven flew into her hair one day and asked to make a home. The raven promised her everything. “You’ll never be alone.” She allowed the bird to perch in her thoughts and dreams. The raven kept all promises. “The world isn’t what it seems.” Her powers grew strong and true like nothing ever seen. … Continue reading →

For no reason particular reason, my husband and I started watching old JK Rowling interviews. Years ago, when only three Harry Potter existed, a friend lent them to me. “Read these,” she said. “You’ll love them.” I read all three in one weekend. Those were days when I could spend an entire weekend on the … Continue reading →